March of 2021 was very, very long, but perhaps not as long as March of 2020, which has had, as of this writing, 395 days in it.
I did not miss a day of recording the date and the coronavirus data in March. March 1 is not pictured here because I am still working on it and when it’s done it will get its own blog post. I still regret not starting this activity sooner, but my current thought is that I should have started way before March of 2020. I should have started in March of 2011.
I thought it was the 16th two days in a row, which was weird, and avoidable, and a pretty good demonstration of why I do it at all. I had a lot of headaches in March. I had hot-dog puppet fingers one day and drew them and someone I know wants that drawing as a tattoo.
Isn’t it weird that the 31st of March is a day? Seems like it could give a day or two to February, in fairness.